"- The farce is over! Get your stuff!

Seeing as the end of the battle, Patizette issued the decree again.

I don't know her strength, I don't recognize her, the unidentified woman the boss brought in all of a sudden.

That showed strength now.

Only those who live in a lawless country with a strong colour of weak and forceful eating, and they pay respect as long as they have strength.

In the meantime, nobody will complain about this for the moment.

As his gaze, other than hostility and harmfulness, was turned early on, Ayle first freed the sorcerer and the heavy warrior.

I wouldn't even be willing to defy you over this period.

I lost to only one person, surrounded by this number of people.

If you resist if you have not shown the difference in strength so far, it is just a fool.

"- Can you please be adult at the end?

Nodding to Ayle's order, the Heavy Warrior becomes one piece by telling the female warrior, who is tired of taking charge of, dragging and dragging his fellow rolling men, to "come on his own".

"That will be enough. If you do any more, you'll really bleed."

From now on, untie the strings, but don't resist anymore.

"... ok. We lost. Thank God you didn't kill one."

Seeing the leader accept, Ayle untied the string - pretending to erase and retrieve the "string shaped glasses".

They suddenly disappear, so we still have to retrieve them for faux mixing.

"I'll tell you what, Zed's a few times stronger than me."

"Oh... enough to put a strong woman like you under my command. Come on. You must be strong."

I don't feel a sense of hegemony from the leadership that answered that.

I guess I totally lost my temper to disobey.

So are you okay now?

Exactly, I'm not going to pull my sword out here anymore.

"What kind of beast leather is that string?

I didn't think Rapier's man would ask me innocently, but Ayle kept lying, "It's just cow leather," he said.

……

Also retrieve the "string glasses" of a female warrior who seemed rather unhappy and dusty all over her body thanks to the scattering of the ground.

This is the end of Ayle's turn at last.

"- 0 points, you'll do quite a bit."

- It's vegan.

I came down because of it, and Ayle thought I'd help carry the load to withdraw quickly, but Patizette called me.

Speaking of which, I'm reluctantly convinced that it was an unwillingly extreme setting called Zed's Woman, and I'm going to stay here.

I was wondering what would happen for a while.

"Me, too."

There is no other place nearby but Ciroccarolo, but I'll behave like that for once.

It may have seemed easy, but it was actually still cynical.

For example, if a female warrior had not been able to walk alone and showed a collaboration between the leader and the Rapier man and the threesome, the result could have been something different again.

Or if everyone was doing everything in their power to protect the sorcerer.

I can't even imagine what would have happened if I hadn't been able to hold the mage down first.

I don't know if all the actions were right, but I might have been able to act close to the right answer indefinitely.

Looking back at the battle ahead, Ayle was thinking about that.

Half of those seven aren't losing to Ayle, either, if it's just simple physical ability.

"Sounds like you've managed to be safe."

"Right."

Keep an eye out for any suspicious moves to loot the steadily moving load - as you explore the traitor.

The noisy code has already returned to work and is in command of loading and selection.

The deceptive key picks are probably in the process of exploring the carriage and the enclosed luggage boxes using "Materials/Neighbor You (Nextroom)".

Never wander around and interrupt.

I see. I leave the battle to Zed, and those two are in charge of looting?

I guess that's what we've done on a shared team.

- To see the merchants' good listening and lack of resistance, the policy of plunder and grabbing of the code may not be wrong.

Smooth enough so far, the merchants already know they'll be plundered, and it seems like they dared to choose this path.

So maybe this is considered a form of business.

(... I don't know what to say too much)

Again, from Ayle, it feels like working seriously.

Rough loads are carried out and collected in one place.

Pachizette, when I go to see how the load is along with Shiroka Kellogg,...... well there doesn't seem to be that expensive a substitute to see.

The fur is noticeable, and the contents of the tar or something are probably packed with alcohol.

If so, about a small box with no lid that is transparent to red, blue, or green and contains gemstone raw stones?

What in a position of usurpation - it seems expensive, but I wonder if it's okay to take it away, I think, Ayle.

As expensive as jewelry is, even the countrymen know it.

"Hmm."

Pathizette looks a little happy to see the raw stone.

I don't know if it's because she's a woman or Marion, but she likes light objects anyway.

Well, I don't think it'll be hers.

It's a stacked crate with supplies called tar, but what are we going to do from here?

Seems to assemble the luggage truck my men were bringing in in pieces and pull away with it.

I didn't even think Ayle would hold one crate at a time.

We were all bringing in the tools to carry them, little by little, I didn't even think.

Three quickly assembled luggage cars line up and load more and more.

"Heh heh heh, it's going well"

A key pick, already drinking with some sort of expensive liquor bottle, came beside the patsy zets laughing naggingly. - It doesn't matter at all, Ayle looked a little familiar in that bottle.

I tried to stroke Siroccarolo in the coming stream, but was seen with the blue eyes of a wolf who turned quickly, pulling his hand in.

It's obvious, but you don't want to get a thousand bites cut off.

"What are you drinking?"

It seems Zed, but it's a line I'd like to say from anyone. Don't drink while you're at work.

"Black Butterfly. I only got one box because it was hidden in the back."

It must look familiar, Ayle thought.

It is a high alcohol, which the knight who felt in danger liked to drink.

"- I'll celebrate with this guy when I get home. You like booze, don't you?

Keypick whispered in a whisper, which was not addressed to Zed, but rather to the substitute (Marion).

"Then don't drink first."

In such a decent response, the key pick went with a laugh of "Ha ha ha" - I tried to stroke the silo cherolo when I left, but still gave up.

It was about such an arrowhead.

……

Fujiroka cherolo looked back, and Ayle also looked back as he followed it.

Reflective behavior in the thought of something, but I quickly figured out why Siroccarolo looked back.

- It's an emergency.

Because from the top of the cliff, Hydra and Celier also came down to rendezvous.

"El, the magic team."

So I get it.

After making steps in Celier's "Magic Formation of Pitfalls".

Thinking about what might have happened, it looks like the other one I planted was activated.

The location is the direction of the carriage.

At the end of this valley, I was feeling somewhat suddenly curvy, somewhere I couldn't see from here.

"- Code!"

Calling the code, which was still in command, Ayle briefly told.

"Something's here"

Originally, Ayle was going to set it up, but Celier helped me, so I had the help to lay down a "magic team to examine the weight".

The effect is to measure the weight of the substance placed over the magic formation.

I changed the settings slightly and had them "activate when some weight objects get on".

I mean, something got on the magic formation - it passed.

Celier sensed the magic formation was activated.

This is the main road.

And now on this side, in the middle of an act of looting, something didn't go from this side.

- Then it means "something is coming" from the other side.

"- The enemy is coming! Hurry up and retreat!

With few words, the code instantly understood what it meant and raised its voice.

Withdrawal was quick after taking the word of the code just because the work was already more or less done.

Shaking the rattle and the load, he pulls and pushes his luggage at a few people and runs away at a running speed.

Originally there were only a small number of combat personnel, and my men seem to have a good understanding of what it means to be provocative.